House, building, construction

Versatility of a drill

An electric drill can be used to make lifts on a construction site. My father made a lift which we used to haul roofing bricks on my parent’s house’s roof and I made a similar lift for the school which I’m renovating (see earlier posts). It had a ramp, at the top of which there was an electric drill with a long drill bit attached. A rope was tied around the drill bit and the other end was tied to a carriage. Bricks were put on the carriage and the drill pulled the carriage up on the roof. That instalment cost nothing and took half a day to make. It would have taken half a day to get a lift from a tool rental company also and it would have cost a lot, too. We pulled all the bricks on the roof in a few hours.

Recently I made scaffolding to work on the ceiling of the school. I made a detachable lift for it also. I can lift heavy boards to the roof level and so that I attach them to the ceiling without the help of a second person. Scaffolding has wheels at the other end to help moving it around (I made them of thick plywood). It’s small enough to be moved from a room to another through doors, but the lift has to be detached first (it’s attached with four screws to the scaffolding). The principle is pretty much the same as with the brick lift: drill pulls a rope. Here’s a picture:

Board lift and scaffolding


I bought a tractor


I bought a tractor. A little old Ferguson -54. From the same year my motorcycle is! (The motorcycle is Ural M-72. I’ll post some pictures of that too some day.)

I looked for tractors quite a while. First one we went to see with my wife, was a real joke. I found a small advertisement of a Ferguson -49. 1050 euros, and the owner said it was in good shape. The only bad thing was that it was located in Kokkola, some 180km away. Some transportation was needed. We rented a dolly for 15 euros and went to Kokkola. In Finland it’s not allowed to exceed 60km/h with an unsuspended dolly, so it took us 3 hours to get there.

When we got there, we were greeted by a middle aged XXL couple, a loudly barking German shepherd and a rusty old tractor. I wasn’t interested in how the tractor looked like, I wanted to know how it worked, so I asked the man to start it. It took a half a minute revving the start engine to start the motor, but it did start up, eventually. We pulled away a flivver which was blocking the way and I sat on the bench. I heard my wife scream and saw that the flivver was rolling downhill towards the man’s shiny car. Luckily the man and my wife could stop it before it was too late and pulled it to a more secure position. I drove ahead for a meter or so, but because of my inadequate operating skills, the motor stopped. I asked the man to start it up again and to drive it to more open area. He drove the thing out of the shed, but the engine stopped again. This time he couldn’t start it up anymore. He tried and tried, but the tractor ran only short bursts. Every time the tractor started, the German shepherd (called “Honey”) began barking and even though the tractor was loud, let me tell you, you could well hear the dog over the tractors noise. The dog also wanted to go so close to the radiator fan that I was afraid the fan would catch it by nose or tail, so I kept protecting the dog from the fan. The guy said that the dog is “a real machine dude”. Then the battery ran out. At this point we had already spent an hour or so on the site and were planning to get back soon. But we were still encouraged to stay, because the man boasted that “I’m going to start this thing today”. We went back to our car to eat something and waited for the battery to charge. Then some more starting attempts, dog barking, fiddling the carburator needle, spraying fuel straight into the cylinders through spark plug holes, battery dead again. I proposed that I’d drive my car next to the tractor and we’d try to start with that battery. We decided to do so and pulled cables from the car’s battery to the tractor’s. I revved the car’s engine and the guy started doing his stuff. Hot day, car engine revving, dog barking, tractor not starting, a fat guy running around the tractor, swetting, swearing, pants falling. Nothing. The guy’s wife came to encourage his husband by telling him “It’s not going to work” and patting him compassionately on the shoulder. I was amused, but didn’t show it. It was just surreal. We got back on the road and I probably exceeded the speed limit a few times. We saw a tractor museum on the way back and I had an idea of going and asking them if they’d sell us a tractor. The owner wasn’t there. Took a short cut through a bumpy gravel road back to the dolly’s renter. The dolly followed us jumping all over the place while I kept the speed as high as I could. I was exhausted when we got back home.

Then I found David Brown which was reasonably priced and supposedly in pretty good condition, but I never got to see that one. A sad thing happened. On the weekend when we were supposed to go and see the tractor, my wife’s father died. The next weekend the tractor was already sold.

Then I found this Ferguson which I have now, but didn’t make it to see it, because of the funeral. There was an advertisement of it on a net site where people can sell their cars and tractors and other vehicles (

The funeral day was sad, but got happier to the evening. Actually it was the “funniest” funeral where I’ve been, if you’re allowed to say so. We sang songs and played musical instruments. We even sang “Whiskey in the jar-o” and “Always look on the bright side of life” – the song from Monty Python’s Life of Brian, you know the last song when the three men are hanging on the crosses and one of them is a real optimist (“Hey, we’ve got still a few hours to live”). I have to say that that song was not my selection, but my wife’s brother’s – Matti’s – who is a really funny guy.

After the funeral I rang to the Ferguson’s owner, but he had already sold it. Damn, this tractor was close and although a bit more expensive  – 1200 euros – than I had imagined my budget, it was supposedly in perfect running order. (But I found it again…)

Then there was one Nuffield which I went to see – twice. On the first time I pondered why the tractor seemed so powerless and suspected that the flat tire was the reason. On the second time I went to see it with my friend who is a tractor expert and he found out that it had one dead cylinder. No buy.

Then I saw that the Ferguson was back for sale. For the same price as previous time, too. The new owner, who emerged to be the previous owner’s work mate, wanted to sell his recent purchase (he had traded the tractor for his enduro bike). This time I did not hesitate. I went to see it next morning and test drove it. It seemed perfect. There were some small imperfections, but really small for this price. The guy even had a dolly and loaned it to me. I paid the tractor and pulled it with the dolly to my place right away. My friend came to see it (the expert) and agreed that the tractor is in a really good condition and reckoned that it hadn’t been driven much. In short, a great buy. Additionally, I love the tractor, because it’s so small. It’s not much bigger than a garden tractor (but has a heck of a lot more uses) and is very handy in small places.

I needed at least a drag for the tractor (I’m not sure if that’s the right word. I mean a back plate for pulling and pushing dirt or snow). So I “kind of” made it myself. I bought some metal with some ready to use parts from a scrap yard and put them together… That’s a long story, but after two days of welding and grinding I had a drag which I can turn forward or backward and in a few angles too.

So far I haven’t done much with the tractor. Pulled some dirt and crap away from the school which I’m renovating and once cleaned the front yard of snow (we haven’t had that so much yet, but there’s probably more to come soon…). But I have a tractor anyway.


How old is the school?

I don’t know exactly. The site has been “separated” (I don’t know this legal term in English. What is “erottaa tontti” in English?) in 1924. There are, however, some other, contradictionary clues to the age of the building. There’s a writing on the wall at one place: “This is going to be a fine school, 1910″ and the signature of the builder. But we found a board where it has a year 1906 on it. But the oldest piece of goods found in the house was a piece of newspaper from year 1886 which I found a couple of weeks ago in the floor’s insulation moss. But it could be that the paper was old already when it got among the moss. Here’s the picture of the paper.

The newspaper from 1886

The paper is called Suometar (Lady Finn or Ms. Finn or Virgin Finn – Female Finn, you get the idea?). There’s at least a story of a Finn who died abroad in a steam ship’s explosion. I’ve found other paper’s, too. On top of the moss there’s a layer of cutter chips (also a common insulation material) and among it I’ve found several papers from the late 40’s, just after the war. My favorite stories in these papers are the small ads sections. There was one ad where a man had “forgotten” a shotgun in a train and promised a reward for the one who would return the gun. Who just “forgets” a shotgun in a train? I suspect that he was a bit drunk, dozed off and woke up at the station, ran off the train and THEN realized he had forgotten the gun. You see people like that on the trains all the time nowadays, too. Maybe without guns, though.

There was also an ad where a reward was promised for a missing white cat who ran away in a park. After you read this kind of ad, you become immediately worried. This was probably an old lonely lady who’s tired of the war and whose relatives are dead. Her only comfort is a that cat. She’s poor but still she spent a large sum of money to place an ad to find her cat. Did she find the cat? I hope so. It amazes me how people, after having to fear for themselves, their relatives and their country men for many years in the war, still have strenght to worry about their cats.

That’s just one example of layers I’ve found in the house. The cutter chips were added when the floor was renovated in the late 40’s. It seems that the school has undergone a big renovation then. The roof tiles, for example, have been laid on newspapers when they were cast. So, you can see text behind the tiles. I found a year from one of the tiles and that was from the late 40’s, too. Under the tiles there’s an old roofing felt, apparently older than the tiles.

My wife just kindly hinted me that I should write something of her too. Well, she’s a nice person, very beautiful and I love her a lot. She’s a teacher at a children’s art school here in Oulu, Finland.


The House

Now finally about the house. We are fixing an old timber school to be our home. We bought it in the spring 2003. The roof has leaked, there was a fire in the early 90’s, and there’s water damage from frozen and broken pipings as well as from fire fighting water. Some of the lowest timbers and the corners under leaking roof were rotten. Here’s how it looked like in summer 2005:

The school in summer 2005

A lot had been done by the time of the picture. We had scraped of the old paint from many places and painted the walls. Most of the rotten timber had been replaced. Most windows had been renovated. The roof had been washed (that was hard: about 4 weeks on the roof in a tiring position with a pressure washer) and the almost all tiles had been painted (that was even harder than washing them). I had made new foundation rocks for the new part of the house with a gas driven rock drill (made you feel like a man as the drill was almost as high as I was and made a pretty loud noise). The floors had been opened and new boards placed under the floor (I had to adjust those last autumn). Almost all fire places’ (there are 7 in total) foundations had been surrounded with concrete (there were rocks before). New supports were made under the floor. In the picture you see the signs of the fire: black areas on the right. The white timber in the corner is the replacement of the rotten timber: that’s were the roof had leaked. The wall on the other side of the roof had similar damage: it’s been fixed there, now. The roof is nicely blue :)

 This is how the house looks like now:

The house in summer 2006

The new part has a roof on it :) Inside doesn’t look as good…

Inside summer 2006

…but we are getting there. Slowly. It looks a bit better now that I’ve finished the wall on the right side of the ovens and cleaned a bit.

 This is our life too. Our turtles Tinttu, Tanttu, Leevi and Ralph spend sometimes some time on the construction site. They have a nice pool at my parents’ house on the other side of Siikajoki (Siika river), but the place on the construction site where this little “pool” is, is very warm and there’s plenty of dirt to dig eggs into (they are impossible when they’re having eggs if they can’t dig them somewhere).

The turtles on the construction site

Here’s one more picture for now:


That’s a tractor we borrowed from our neighbour to do some yard work. It’s a Nuffield tractor. That tractor had ‘nuf power (are you guessing where this site got its name?).


Home-made table saw

I was going to post this when my table saw is completely finished, but it seems like it’s going to take a while, still (the usual story). So here it is.

As the title says, I made a table saw. I bought a 3kW electric motor from a junk yard for 50 euros (I looked around and this one was the cheapest. I thought it was expensive, but these junk yard people seem to be price-conscious). This was to drive my saw, of course.

I wanted to make the saw belt-driven. There’s an axle on top of the motor which has opposite screw threads on each end (Machining these cost me 40 euros! The 40cm long and 30mm thick axle steel bar cost 17 euros.), so I can put some other tool to the other end. The motor is driving the axle with a belt and is hanging from axle by the belt so there’s always tension on the belt. The motor is 700rpm, so I needed a big belt wheel on the axle of the motor. Those cost sky-high new, so I ended up making both belt wheels myself of thick veneer. I sawed pretty rough circle shapes of the veneer first. I attached pairs of these circle shapes together with bolts and nuts. To the other piece I bored diagonal holes on equally spaced spots from the surface of the wheel to the centre hole and put bolts through the holes and nuts on the centre hole side. I was thus able to tighten the wheel against the axle. See the pictures below, the explanation is fuzzy.

Then I attached the axle by the bearings (about 7-8 euros each) to a plank and clamped an electric drill with a piece of water hose and water hose clamps to the other end of the axle. I attached the drill to the plank with some nails (which were hammered to the plank and bent around the drill) and Jesus tape (btw it’s called Jesus tape, because it can do miracles). I was now able to spin the axle and turn the veneer wheels I had attached to the axle with chisels. Oh yeah, and I also put those veneer wheels to each end of the axle, so that I could clamp tools against them with big M30 nuts. So I also turned those side surfaces as even as I could. I couldn’t get those surfaces perfect because veneer is a hard but also a bit springy and I had trouble holding the chisel still while turning. I will put some fiberglass cement on those surfaces later and get them perfect (I think fiberglass cement is easier to machine but hard enough to stand the pressure of the clamped tools). Now I had the axle ready with the belt wheel, tool holders and bearings on it.

Then I made the belt wheel to the motor with a similar technique, but instead of using a drill to spin the wheel I put the wheel on the motor’s axle and powered the motor. Then I made the table. The structure is basically made of 5x15cm planks. I had found a nice table top from a kinder garden repairs site so I hinged that on the table so that it could be lifted nicely. The tool axle is screwed to a bed which is hinged from the other end to the table and can be lifted and lowered with a threaded bar from the other end. The motor is lying on a bed, similarly hinged to the table from the other end and is hanging by the belt from the axle above. I put a “side table” on the other side of the table, under the other end of the tool axle.

Things still to do:

-Switch! Heh heh! :)

-Blade guards! Muhahaah!! :D This is one dangerous machine!

-All kinds of guides. At the moment I’ve just clamped temporary guides to the table when I’ve had to do something. It’s pretty clumsy.

-At the moment the table has just one threaded bar to lift and lower the saw blade, but it doesn’t hold it down. When just sawing, this is not a problem because the motor is very heavy and holds the blade axle down effectively. But I noticed that I need two more bars to hold the tool axle still if I put a highly eccentric tool on the axle (yes, I have done that – see below – and I am not crazy… at least I think so).

The saw:
img_0518-500.jpg You can see the side table and the other end of the tool axle here. The end of the tool axle is covered with a temporary guard(paint can).

The insides:
img_0505-500.jpg The table top is lifted. You can see the axle and the bed on which the axle is lying.

The Blade lifting mechanism:
img_0519-500.jpg Here’s the threaded bar which lifts the tool axle bed. I’m going to put a handle for easy spinning on that bar some day and also two more clamping bars in those holes you can see there… some day.

A closer look on the insides:
img_0511-500.jpg At each end there are the tool holders. You can clamp tools against those holders with nuts. Next to them are the bearings. In the middle is the belt wheel. The motor is hanging by the belt from that.

The motor’s belt wheel:
img_0516-500.jpg Ok, here’s some damage. The blade got stuck one time and a bolt holding the wheel on the axle was bent. But… It held. And at least if the system breaks down some day, it’s probably this wheel that’s going to come loose. Better than the saw blade, right? :)

DIY tool:
img_0515-500.jpg Here comes THE dangerous part :) I needed a tool to cut a couple of hundred decorational bevellings. So I made the tool myself. It’s made of 5mm thick iron plate and the parts are shaped with an angle grinder. Of course it became highly eccentric and made the tool axle bed and the table itself shake terribly. At this point I was glad that I made a heavy table. A lighter table would have become a traveller. I tried to tie down the tool axle bed with a rope but it wore off (it was thick rope with multiple turns). I finally hammered the bed down with nails. It was pretty scary device though, I tell you. The fact that I had no switch made it even more exciting. The shaking loosed the nut holding tool in place and I had to tighten it time to time. The problem was that the cable was plugged on the other side of the presumptional trajectory of the loosened tool parts… I put a plywood sheet on the way of the trajectory and made my way to the cable in the protection of that every time I heard scary noises coming of the saw.

The finished product:
img_0523-500.jpg In the end it paid off. Making of the tool, tuning the system and making the bevellings took about a day and a half, but still it was a lot easier than making all those bevellings by hand.

And painted:

img_1198-500.jpg Quite nice.

Was it worth it? I don’t know yet, because the saw is not ready yet :) I have big plans for the saw. I’m going to make lots of wonderful things with it. It took about 3 weekends to make the saw to this point and a lot of planning and hunting down the parts (the motor, mainly). The parts came to cost about 400 euros, so the saw was not cheap. But on the other hand I’m fantasizing that when I’ll present people all the wonderful things I will make with it some day, it’ll raise some eyebrows when I’ll tell them that I also made the tool to make them. How do you put a price on status?


Vesivekin “sertifikaatti”työtä

Tarina ryssäkulmista


Oli kaunis kesäinen päivä ja olimme tuoreehkon vaimoni kanssa raksalla. Puhelin soi.

-Vesivekiltä päivää! Olitte laittaneet netissä tarjouspyynnön vesikouruista.


Myyntimies tuli ihan raksalle asti vähän ajan kuluttua, antoi esitteitä ja hehkutti, että Vesivekillä on parhaat kourut, koskapa niissä ei ole saumoja, vaan ne tehdään paikan päällä, yhdestä kappaleesta. Ja kaikki kuulemma perustuu “sertifikaattiin”, joka takaa työlle hyvän laadun. Koska rakennuksemme on melkein satavuotias hirsikoulu, olemme tarkkoja sen kunnostamisesta (johan tässä on viides vuosi menossa). Halusimme ns. erikoisvärin (vaaleanharmaa). Se onnistui. Mutta emme halunneet alastulojen kulmakappaleita “rypytettyinä” ja Vesivekillä on vain niitä. Myyntimies ehdotti, että tehdään ns. ryssäkulmat eli kantikkaat kulmat. Sehän meitä miellytti, koska vanhassa varastossamme on sellaiset ja todennäköisesti itse koulussammekin on ollut. Myyntimies antoi tarjouksen, 1730 euroa. Tarjoukseen kuului kourut, tippalistat ja alastulot, sekä kuistin nurkkauksen alastulon yläpäähän suppilo.

Kyselin tarjouksia muualtakin ja halvin oli vähän alle 800 euroa, ilman tippalistoja ja asennusta tosin. Tippalistat olisi ostettava erikseen ja alastulojen kulmat olivat sileät (ei rypytystä), mutta väri oli kuitenkin oikea ja suppilokin kuului hintaan.

Myyntimies soitti viikon päästä uudelleen ja sanoin, että koska hintaeroa on melkein tonni, ei meitä taida kiinnostaa. No, myyntimies tarkisti tarjoustaan ja “huomasi”, että tarjous oli laskettu alumiinikourulla, kun me taas joudumme ottamaan kourut teräskourulla, koska vain teräskourulle on tarjolla erikoisväri. Uusi tarjous oli 1420 euroa. Koska tippalistat lisättynä tähän astisesti halvimpaan tarjoukseen nosti sen hintaa vajaalla parilla sadalla ja Vesivekiltä saisimme vielä ryssäkulmat ja asennuksen, kuulosti tarjous minusta nyt paremmalta. Varsinkin asennuspalvelu kiinnosti minua, koska sadevesijärjestelmä on yksi ainoita kohtia talossa, jotka ulkopuoliset voisivat tehdä kohtuu hinnalla ja kohtuu hyvin. Vanhaa kunnostettaessahan ei lasketa tunteja ja Suomessa työ on se, joka maksaa. Tai sitten tingitään laadusta ja tehdään nopeasti. Keskusteltuani vaimoni kanssa päätimme ottaa tarjouksen vastaan.

Okei, myyntimies tuli käymään, tilausvahvistus tehtiin ja siihen merkittiin erikseen “ryssäkulmat”.

Parin viikon kuluttua pihaan ajoi kuorma-auto (olin ottanut päivän töistä vapaaksi), jossa oli kouruntekovälineet ja kulmat. Kulmat olivat rypytetyt. Hmm. Tuntui oudolta ruveta valittamaan itsestään selvästä asiasta, mutta pakkohan se oli. Siis ryssäkulmat kuuluivat tarjoukseen. Poikien pikkuisen napistua takaisin uskoivat he, että kulmat oli tehtävä kantikkaiksi. Olin piirtänyt heille paperille asennusohjeet ja niistäkin heillä oli sanottavaa. Alastulojen yläpäähän kuulemma ei tehdä enää kaksia kulmia (siis sellaisia, joissa alastuloputki lähtee kourusta ensin suoraan alaspäin, sitten on kulma, jossa putki kääntyy vinosti seinään päin ja seinän vieressä on taas kulma, jossa putki kääntyy taas alaspäin) vaan yksi (eli putki lähtee suoraan kourusta vinosti seinää kohti ja kääntyy sitten seinän vieressä kulmalla alaspäin). Selvä, ajattelin, tokkopa tuo on kovin erilainen kuin se vanha mallikaan.

Pojat alkoivat laittaa kouruja paikoilleen ja työ kävi nopeasti. Valvoessani työtä ja nähdessäni tuon “yksikulmaisen” alastulon mallin, rupesi se vähitellen näyttämään aika huonolta. Mutta kun tyypit ovat jo lyöneet seinään kolme alastulojen yläpäätä, on vaikea ruveta valittamaan: “hei, kuulkaapas… nyt muutinkin mieltäni”. On kuulkaapa inhottavaa olla tällainen säälittävä nössykkä, joka ei saa suutaan aukaistuksi oikeaan aikaan. Siitä saa kärsiä koko ajan. Lisäksi ryssäkulmien teko vaikutti oudolta. Ylempi putki vain jotenkin runtattiin toisen putken sisään. Varastomme alastulojen kulmat olivat limisaumaiset. Homma jäi pojilta kesken, kun heidän oli ehdittävä seuraavaan paikkaan. Kaksi alastuloa jäi kokonaan asentamatta, kolmesta puuttui alaosat ja kourua jäi asentamatta vajaa puolet. Vaimoni tuli katsomaan työn jälkeä ja huomasi “outoja koloja” kulmissa. Kiipesin katsomaan ja tottahan se oli. Useiden senttien raot. Sitten katsoimme myyntimiehiltä saamiamme esitteitä ja niissä oli jokaisessa kuvassa ns. kaksikulmaiset alastulojen yläpäät (putki lähtee ensin alaspäin, kääntyy seinää kohti ja seinän vieressä taas kääntyy alaspäin). Ja puhe oli ainoastaan ollut sellainen, että saamme ryssäkulmat eli kantikkaat kulmat. Ei ollut puhetta siitä, että alastulojen koko malli vaihtuu kaksikulmaisesta yksikulmaiseksi. Pojat kyllä sanoivat, että kaksikulmaisia alastuloja ei enää tehdä, mutta se taisi olla paskapuhetta. Ainakin meidän oli annettu ymmärtää (antamalla esitteitä), että alastulot ovat kaksikulmaiset.  Ei enää vaikuttanut sertifikaattityöltä. Rupesi vituttamaan. Otin kulmista kuvia digikameralla todisteiksi.

Sitten asiasta valittamaan. Lähetin kulmista kuvia sähköpostilla Vesivekille. Myyntimies tuli seuraavana lauantaina katsomaan hommaa. Istuskeli autossaa pari minuuttia ja me odotimme pihalla. Astui sitten autostaan.

-Teillä oli reklamaatio.


Myyntimies katseli kulmia minuutin, siristeli silmiään ja tokaisi sitten:

-Tuollaset on ryssäkulmat.

-Vai niinkö on…

Myyntimies kaivoi laukustaan piirustuksen jostain asuntomessutalosta, jossa oli ryssäkulmat. Nekään alastulot eivät kyllä ihan näyttäneet meidän alastuloiltamme. Alastulot olivat kyllä ns. yksikulmaiset eli alastuloputki lähti suoraan kourusta seinän viereen, mutta huomattavasti pienemmässä kulmassa kuin meillä eli kourusta oli suora putki melkein alas asti, kun taas meillä oli perinteisempi malli eli putki tapasi seinän melko ylhäällä. Mietin myöhemmin, että oliko se kuva olevinaan myyntimiehen argumentti. Hän löi käteemme kuvan, jota emme koskaan aikaisemmin olleet nähneetkään. Olimme nähneet vain esitteet.

Okei, sanotaanko nyt vain (sanotaan vain), että seuraavaksi seurasi innokasta sanailua joidenkin paikalta olijoiden taholta. Myyntimies lähti kesken kaiken pois.

Annoin homman osaksi vanhempieni hoidettavaksi, koska minulla oli muuta kiirettä. He kutsuivat kunnan rakennusmestarin katsomaan työn jälkeä. Rakennusmestari ei kuulemma ollut neljäänkymmeneen vuoteen nähnyt yhtä huonoa työtä. Isäni otti myös selville, mistä saisi ryssäkulmia ja ehdotimme Vesivekille, että jos he teetättävät ryssäkulmat, niin asia on kunnossa. Ei kuulemma käynyt. Sitten ehdotimme osittaista kaupan purkua. Se passasi ja lähettivät hinnat eriteltyinä. Paitsi, että erittelyyn kuului myös alastulot. Siis he laskuttaisivat myös alastuloista, jotka joka tapauksessa täytyisi purkaa. Tämähän ei käy. Asia on vielä kesken, joten palaan blogissa asiaan myöhemmin.

Täytyy sanoa kuitenkin, että Vesivekin myyntitaktiikka on fiksua. Jos myyntimies ei olisi tarjonnut ryssäkulmia, olisimme ottaneet sadevesijärjestelmän muualta ja asentaneet sen itse. Olisimme näin säästäneet muutaman satkun ja kaiken sen vaivan, mikä valitusprosessista olisi seurannut. Nyt homma ei ainakaan helpottunut ja Vesivek sai myytyä kalliilla osan sadejärjestelmästä.

Jaa, että olemmeko valittaneet turhasta? Katsokaa ja päätelkää itse. Tuossapa Vesivekin sertifikaattityötä:

RyssäkulmaAlastulon yläpää

Ja vielä lopuksi kuva varastomme alastuloista. Noiden tekijä ei ole sertifikaatteja tarvinnut:

Vanha varaston kulma

 Päivitys (8.10.2006):

Huh, viimeinkin saimme laskun sovittua (tässä on ollut melkoinen sähköposti- ja puhelinralli). Purin itse alastulot ja vein ne Alukourulle Ouluun, jolloin niitä ei tarvinnut maksaa. Laskun loppusumma: karvan verran yli 560 euroa eli kohtuullinen (vähän enemmän kuin pelkät tarveaineet olisivat esim. Kempeleen Profiilikeskuksessa maksaneet).